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Catalyst, you insist to pull me down You contradict the fact that you still want me around And it's all downhill from here And it's all downhill from here Your good intentions slowly turned to bitterness Reccurring episodes with each and every kiss And I can tell you're going through the motions I figured you were acting out your part Once again we're playin off emotion Which one of us will burn until the end? It's C's birthday today. Despite being asked out for drinks, I doubt I can go : ( It's s's Sis' birthday on saturday. Despite being on the guestlist, I doubt I can go : ( I don't know what's happening to me. I have stopped smoking for a good two weeks and have not touched a drop of alcohol since I got back. I even forgot mel's birthday. Mel, if you're reading this, Happy (belated) Birthday babe! x  Happy Birthday to You Can't believe you're 19!! I hope you had an amazing one May you get hotter with every year, and may all your deepest wishes come true! Have a shot on me! hurhur *Birthday Kisses & Hugs!!* Omg, I've just realised you can see Nicky Hilton's tits in this picture. Look Away! Ew, they're sick.... On a more random note, People might say I'm a shadow of my former myself, some might even stoop low enough to label me 'boring'. *Gasp!* This can't be happening to me. This virus has really robbed me of more than my health, it has robbed me of my identity. And have I mentioned I have not been shopping for a whole month and abit. This is terrible. I'm turning into a hermit. I figure, give me 2 more weeks before I turn into this: This is me coming back from shopping at PoundLand The streets of London can get pretty dark, hence the oil lamp. And so the metamorphosis begins.....  And there's this one thing that's been on my mind for the past 2days. What if this is just another case of ala folie pas du tout? Where everything is all in my head. And by everything, I mean all these years of lies. I was talking to M the other day and he was running down my whole notion that whatever is fated to happen will happen. If i'm fated to see Him again, I will, or at least that's what I've been telling myself ever since I left Singapore.But what if the best I ever get has already happened. It was totally killing me in the bath the other day. I was just sitting amongst the soap suds, typical pedro style, with the steam totally condensing into beads of water all over my skin and just slowly snapping out of the dreamworld I've created for the past 2 years. I never managed to shake it off completely, the heat was distracting, and I do like to think that there's a light at the end of the tunnel, however faint. These random thoughts are not unfounded. I dreamt of Him the other night and was relating my dream to A when halfway through I realised my dreams were starting to sound more ridiculous.My favourite part was the bit where I turned into a white panther and made him so terrified. He finally noticed me then, when he never did before. |
